CHAPTER 8:NANA

(Ayra's POV)

I couldn't stop fuming as I drove home, gripping the steering wheel tighter than necessary.

Who did that man think he was? A careless driver with zero regard for others on the road!

My car was scratched, and my mood thoroughly ruined.

I barely gave him a chance to explain himself before speeding off, but honestly, I didn't care.

I had more pressing matters to deal with. My heart raced as I glanced at the clock on the dashboard. I only hoped I wasn't too late.

I still remembered how her car had been totaled and how she was rushed to the hospital.

I had been so scared. She was the only family I had left, and I couldn't stand the thought of losing her.

We were lucky she survived the accident, but it had affected her spine, leaving her unable to walk. She had been bedridden ever since.